Of the broken bridges what sadness
Underneath the stream of water dried
Death was whence destroyed with impunity
Love shall see no place on earth
When in heaven is made for the mundane
Agony of living for the ecstasy so little
Where did you spent the night for want
Shelter to the homeless is the broken bridge
Of desires and needs like skies shall
Are the firmaments of fate so weak
For the poor to make love in the creek
In smoke the life cooks the stew of its demise
The lonely mother in hiding for the fear
Still some thunders in the air yet the break
Is not final say what is doomsday for the wreck
War 0 war shall not the providence one day
On the divine trumpet put a halt
25/6/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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